The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-02-22
Story.

Il he'd a plaguey good OIL musket
that I'd brung with me from my hum
in Jarsey, an I'd polished an lied it
till it was slick as u whistle, an ]
kinder thought I'd open Jeffs eyes a
Ieetle Of got any kind OF chance to
pint it Mt one O. them air deer Jef'd
ben bellerin' 80 much bout" said
DR.. Banty Hull, describing deer
hunt to New York Sun correspond.
emit at J., Scranton, Pa. oval, arter
we'd got in the woods an Jeff'd put
the houn' on track, he showed me
runway. an then he said: Now,
Banty, you stan right in the middle
o. that runway an don't leave it fur
minute. The decr'll come down
this way, an when he gifts close'nough
fire at him. I'll go over on that run.
way, an ef ! hear you shoot fore |
see any deer I'll run over an see what
kind o. luck we've he'd
$50 got right in tn middle O. tn
runway, cordin to Jetf's orders. an
jeff trudged of tew fii.d his standln'
spot. Durin' tn mex hour could
hear tn dog a-yellin', now IN one
direction an then in t'other, up on
tn hill 'bove me now, an way down
in tn valley few minutes later, an
all this time | stood right in tn mid
die o. tn runway an jest trembled,
cause | was 'fraid / might miss tn
deer eff got shot at him. l was
tarnal sight more anxious to kill q
deer SOS tew let jeff know l could
shoot a leetle than Twas tew murder'n
inherent animal tor his meet, an so
keep up courage an waited. Ia
len there nigh on to three hour, when
jeff come near 'nough to ask me II Id
diskivered any deer yet, an when l
told him l hadn't he spoke a few
cheerin' words an went away. 1t was
an ALFRED cold day fur that time o
tn year. and standin' still in one spot
made me numb all over. But | was
gritty an tough in them days, and !
made up my mind tew stan there till
dark lore I'd give in.
~ could see by the sun it was
good ways arter noon when ! heerd
tn houn' a-yelpin' way up on tn hill
above where was. He'd been up an
down so many times that | didn't
count on his scarin' any deer down
my way jest then. My fingers was like
so many clothes-pins, they'd got so
cold, an so / laid down tn muskit
took off my mittens, an slapped my
fingers agin' my body to Timber 'em
up little. Jest as | was pickin up
my gun agin heerd a rattlin' ofhooiss
in tn runway right above me. and
when looked up there was a strap
pin big buck deer a. maxim for me Mt
rate that made me shiver wuss'n
ever. The way he was bearin' down
on me Jest par.ilyzed me through an
through, an he peared to me big as
i n elephant. His head was throwed
way back, his big horns stuck out
on both sides, an he didn't see me nor
nothin' else. 1t wasn't five seconds
FUN tn time fust seen tn buck till
he banged agin me, knockin' me end
over end two er three rods down tn
hill. The gun flew out o my hands,
struck agin u rock, an went of. AS
IOOtl luCk WoUIl UttNC W ii'""S
was p'inted down the hill directly at
the runnin' buck. an, by thunder, as
true rs Pm lookn' you in the eye this
very minute, the bullet an two buck.
shots hit the deer right back o the
left forward leg, an killed him in his
tracks. He went head over heels
when the shot struk him, but he
never got on his feet after that.
81 picked myself up quicker a flash,
brushed of my clothes, grabbed upmy
gun, and run down tew where tn dead
buck laid. JEFF heerd tn shot, an hur-
red over there. He was sheepish-
lookin' Teller when he seen me a-lean-
in over tn buck. He was a-laffin-
out loud lore he d got near enough
tew see tn dead deer; but he la.ied out
O. t'other corner O his mouth little
later. Jef'd put me in tn middle o
tn runway tew git knocked over,
don't you see? An when he seen I'd
killed q deer rs slick as grease he was
so discomboberated he couldn't speak.
The joke was on jeff, but it was five
year err more lore told him 'zactly
how the deer met his death, an then
he wouldn't believe me. 1t was the
peculiarest way OF killing n deer I'd
ever heerd OF, an wouldn't We be-
lieved it myself ef ! hadn't been there
an seen it DONE"